A few years ago i was hanging out with some friends from school.
There was this one guy i'll call "Eric". We were cool with each other and i liked him. We chilled a lot together.
Eric was the annoying guy that would do shit to the girls in our school to get their attention but overall he was very immature compared to the rest of us. I didn't mind because he was still a decent guy when it counted.
We were at a female friends house and all night Eric was running his mouth all night as he started to get more and more drunk.
The younger sister of the girl who's place we crashed at, Eric and myself all ended upi crashing on the pullout bed in the living room.
In the middle of the night he started to make annoying noise as the two of us were trying to sleep.
I told him if he continues to make noises i was gonna "go to the kitchen and get a knife and cut his throat."
He ran his mouth saying i was a pussy and wouldn't do it. So i got up turned on the light, went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife.
I walked over to the pullout bed and stepped on his throat and made sure he saw the knife in my hand. I asked him if he wanted to continue talking shit to me. He didn't say anything.
I returned the knife to the kitchen.
Eric was silent for the rest of the night.
A few days later a few of my friend come up to me saying that Eric thinks I'm a psycho and that if i'm there hes not gonna come around anymore.
I explained to my friends what happened and they all laughed at how much of a pussy he was.
In school he tried talking more shit behind my back until i caught him in the act. I roughed him up a bit and made it clear that if he talks shit about me again i'll cut out his tongue.
As far as i know he stopped shit talking altogether after that day.
Looking back he was probably trying to act tough to impress that girl.
There was this one guy i'll call "Eric". We were cool with each other and i liked him. We chilled a lot together.
Eric was the annoying guy that would do shit to the girls in our school to get their attention but overall he was very immature compared to the rest of us. I didn't mind because he was still a decent guy when it counted.
We were at a female friends house and all night Eric was running his mouth all night as he started to get more and more drunk.
The younger sister of the girl who's place we crashed at, Eric and myself all ended upi crashing on the pullout bed in the living room.
In the middle of the night he started to make annoying noise as the two of us were trying to sleep.
I told him if he continues to make noises i was gonna "go to the kitchen and get a knife and cut his throat."
He ran his mouth saying i was a pussy and wouldn't do it. So i got up turned on the light, went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife.
I walked over to the pullout bed and stepped on his throat and made sure he saw the knife in my hand. I asked him if he wanted to continue talking shit to me. He didn't say anything.
I returned the knife to the kitchen.
Eric was silent for the rest of the night.
A few days later a few of my friend come up to me saying that Eric thinks I'm a psycho and that if i'm there hes not gonna come around anymore.
I explained to my friends what happened and they all laughed at how much of a pussy he was.
In school he tried talking more shit behind my back until i caught him in the act. I roughed him up a bit and made it clear that if he talks shit about me again i'll cut out his tongue.
As far as i know he stopped shit talking altogether after that day.
Looking back he was probably trying to act tough to impress that girl.